Polnareff could only wonder whether Jotaro had spent all these years hitting the books.
Why did it feel like he had suddenly started using his brain like crazy?
Granted, he had used his head back in Egypt too, but what had left the deepest impression was still his super strength.
Yet at their first reunion in ten years, the first impression Jotaro gave Polnareff was one of super intelligence.
Or rather, an eerily uncanny ability to deduce things.
Seeing his expression, Jotaro shook his head. He was now ninety-nine percent certain that this was the Jean Pierre Polnareff he knew.
He had actually wanted to say a hundred percent. After all, this was a brother he had entrusted his life to. One look was enough to recognize him.
No fake could ever impersonate that.
"Remember when you were in the bath-"
Before Jotaro could finish, however, Polnareff caught the keyword "bathroom," and his expression instantly changed.
Even Jotaro couldn't help chuckling.
That made it a hundred percent.
Then he looked at Polnareff seriously once more.
"Over these years, besides tracking down the Insect Arrow, I've also been working toward a doctorate."
"Huh?!"
Polnareff's eyes widened.
"I also got married and had a daughter."
"Huh, huh?" Polnareff's eyes widened even further.
"And I came to Morioh this time to help the old bastard track down his illegitimate son."
"Huh, huh, huh?" Polnareff completely lost his composure. What did any of this even have to do with anything?
Had that old bastard Joseph still not kept it in his pants? Surely not.
"I'm also observing sea stars for my doctoral dissertation, and I found a lead on the Arrow here."
Ignoring Polnareff's exaggerated expression, Jotaro counted off a rough account of the more important events of his past few years on his